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Rett
Rett
Jul 06, 2008 ⭐ See this poem's read count — a supporter feature

Axe Moon

Axe Moon

The sickle shape of the moon,
like the sharpened edge
of the Headman's axe,
poised in readiness to strike.

Behind the darkness of his hood
He lurks, evil eyes glowing.
The darkness, all-consuming,
is lit by firefly glitters,
as if the cold steel is reflected
in the heartless mirror of his soul.
He loves his work.
You can see it in his stance,
in the sharpness of his blade,
the way he caresses the handle.

The sickle moon hangs in darkness,
poised to strike, blade sharp
against the backdrop
of the headman's dark cloak.
See it, the honed crescent edge?
As day is beheaded
And the plunge into darkness,
complete...
Rett

— Rett, Jul 06, 2008

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Region, Country: Southern Texas, USA

Favorite Poets: Dickenson, Longfellow

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infinite_dwarf

infinite_dwarf

18 years ago

Rett

This is an awesome freestyle. I like the creepiness of it. Especially these lines: "As day is beheaded And the plunge into darkness, complete…" - so cool! One little error. Carresses -> caresses. Nice work, Rett. I'd like to see some more ideas in this fashion. ~Jess K. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ~ "Everyone needs to believe in something. I believe I'll have another beer!" ~ "Your inferiority complex is better than mine!"
Rett

Rett

18 years ago

Thanks

Oops, my bad! It is now corrected. Thanks. I don't know how I missed that. I am glad you liked it. I don't write many in this style so I am glad to know it was good. I get these somewhat strange turns of mind every now and then and never know what will happen. I still think it is a weird way to look at the moon! *LOL* Rett: The perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the wind is blowing, the birds are singing and the lawnmower is broken. "James Dent"
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Calliope

18 years ago

I really like

the tone you have set here,Rett,really sets the scene in my mind.I love it. Lacy Where power corrupts,poetry cleanses.
Rett

Rett

18 years ago

Thank you

Thanks Lacy. I don't do many this style. I find it a bit odd. *L* Rett: The perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the wind is blowing, the birds are singing and the lawnmower is broken. "James Dent"
Mark

Mark

18 years ago

Ooh the images

and the final blow. I'm wondering why the narration and your signature? Rett for me it takes away from the poem which certainly stands on it's own and would be awesome to me. Truly, Mark
Rett

Rett

18 years ago

Thanks mark

Maybe I should edit it and take it out. Rett: The perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the wind is blowing, the birds are singing and the lawnmower is broken. "James Dent"
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purplemoondoll

18 years ago

I absolutely loved this Rett

I absolutely loved this Rett - brilliant, chilling and you have used some incredible imagery. There is only one part that stuck a little for me as if the steel is reflected in the mirror of his soul. I felt this could be changed to Steel reflecting mirrors Of his cold and heartless soul Or words to that effect - see what you think. As its stands this is great writing - and fired my imagination. Kaz It's impossible to smile on the outside without feeling better on the inside.
Rett

Rett

18 years ago

Thanks Kaz

Hmm, will give that some thought. I kinda like it and am ALWAYS open to suggestions! Rett: The perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the wind is blowing, the birds are singing and the lawnmower is broken. "James Dent"
Kailashana

Kailashana

18 years ago

Always enjoy your poetry,

Always enjoy your poetry, and about an hour or so ago, while driving some 25 plus miles home, I was gazing at that very same moon ;-) however, I thought it looked like a banana. Your take on it is infinitely more... er... um... headless (?). Loved it. ~Anna
Rett

Rett

18 years ago

Anna

Now you've made me hungry. I would eat except I kind of, ahem, lost my head. *LOL* Rett: The perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the wind is blowing, the birds are singing and the lawnmower is broken. "James Dent"
Rett

Rett

18 years ago

Thanks Leonard

I really appreciate it. Sometimes my mind goes a little weird on me. Rett: The perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the wind is blowing, the birds are singing and the lawnmower is broken. "James Dent"
Kailashana

Kailashana

18 years ago

…and your mind should get

...and your mind should get "a little weird" AND lost once in a while in that moon... but of course, you already know that... ~Anna

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